your spell’s pulling me under // Saul Silva x Reader
Requested by anonymous: Hey, could you write one with saul( he’s a baby) with prompt 32&36 of your fluff listI’m sorry if I made a grammar mistake, my english sucks Thank you
Word Count: 859
Warnings: I don’t believe there is any. Very, very slight angst maybe? Cuddles.
A/N: I hope you like it and I’m so sorry this took so long! 💙 Anywho, any grammar mistakes are of course my own. :’)
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Love was something you had mixed emotions about your entire life. On the one hand, you were a complete hopeless romantic. The idea of a man coming to save you on his white horse and falling for his dreamy eyes was something that played in your mind often. On the other, you believed love was non-existent. It was a false hope; wishing that a man was actually going to sweep you off your feet and give you butterflies for the rest of eternity. You had learned by watching others, your parents more specifically, that eternal love wasn't real. You had watched them fall out of love each day as you grew up until they parted ways and since then the thought of giving your heart to someone had terrified you completely. Love was an illusion, until it wasn't.
You had initially met Saul Silva your first year at Alfea. He was your fencing instructor, and would be for the remaining years you attended the fairy school. That, however, was not what had started your love for one another. When you graduated Alfea and started working in the library of the school, that's when things really changed for the two of you. The time you guys spent together had increased on the daily, eventually to where each of you weren't typically found without the other unless you were working. No longer did you view Silva as your professor, but someone you could confide in. And to him, you weren't a student anymore, but someone he held close to his heart.
The first time your feelings for Saul were brought up was when Sky had nonchalantly mentioned the way you look at him; the way your eyes gleamed with a certain brightness any time you and Saul were in the same room together. The second time was when Sky had "accidentally" mentioned said look in your eyes to Saul. He claimed it just slipped out in the moment but lucky for you when Saul heard those words, that was all he needed to push him into letting you know of his same feelings for you, opening a new door to your relationship.
Currently it was the start of another school year and also the six month mark of your official relationship with Saul. This meant the two of you would be fairly busy and with the whispers of the Burned Ones showing back up, it was hard to tell what the year would bring.
This caused a slight pang of worry within you. You knew Saul was completely in love with you but knowing the issues that came with less time together and being preoccupied with other obligations, you couldn't help the anxiety it caused. Moreover, each time that worry set in, Saul gave you a reason each time not to fret about it. Even though you never brought it up, it was almost like he could read your mind and put you at ease every time.
Like in this moment, the two of you were laying next to one another, the ember of the sunset glowing through the opened curtains of the small room you two stayed in together. The worry of you not spending time together was replaced with a worry of what would come tomorrow. There was a plan set in motion to move a Burned One that had been captured days before and being that Saul was the Specialist Headmaster, he was tasked in helping a squadron to move it to a more secure location. The Burned Ones were dangerous and even with an army, it was a massive risk.
You felt Saul's fingers intertwine with yours, your thoughts dispersing in that moment. "What are you thinking about?" he whispered softly, always seeming to know when you were in deep thought about something. You didn't want to speak it aloud, chances were he already knew what you were thinking about. But saying it loud made it more real. "I know you’re worried about tomorrow," he spoke up again. "You needn't be, love. I will come back to you." His sentence was matter-of-fact and if it weren't for knowing just how dangerous the situation was that he was walking into, you would believe him.
"You better come back to me," you vocalized, your voice quiet as you turned on your side to face him. A smile appeared on your face as you noticed he was already gazing at you, a murmur coming from him. "I love seeing your smile." It was a sentence that held a lot of meaning to it, and you couldn't help but smile even wider, your cheeks instantly feeling warm. "You're a softie," you pointed out, a giggle coming from you as he pulled you closer to him. "A softie only for you," he countered, his arms tightening around you as he quietly mumbled an 'I love you' in your ear before his lips formed a kiss on your forehead.
You weren't sure what tomorrow would bring but in that moment love was no longer an illusion. It was something real; something you finally had and it was never really going to go away.
Hi, I was wondering, could you do a fic with little Sky having a nightmare and Silva helping him, telling him, that he will always be there for him or something?
Sure, I can certainly try my best with it dear anon! :) 💙
Could you maybe write one with fairy!student!reader x Silva where the reader kisses him after they find out that the Burned One is killed and Saul will live? Like she kisses him and then runs away, but he goes to her later and something like that (I'm sorry, I hope you understand my mumbling)
Yes I understood you just fine, love, you’re okay! And yes, I can do this. 💛
Hey loved your story with their daughter. Can you do another one with an angry Saul after their daughter is caught with Riven? The show would have beem even better if they went down this route.
Hi can you do an imagine where reader is a princess and a powerful faerie but nobody knows except their boyfriend Sky but is then out in the open when they have to protect the school from the burned ones !¡
Awh, I like this idea!! Consider it added, dear anon! 🧡
I love your riven x reader fanfic! If I could request one when you have time, I would love to read something about riven being partnered up with an earth fairy and kind of learning to be patient and gentle? I would really appreciate it 💚💚
Awh, thank you so much!! 🥰 🥰 And this is such a cute idea, I love it!
If you’re still doing requests, I’m in desperate need for more Riven imagines so maybe one where everyone thinks he’s a bad influence on her but it’s actually the other way around though at the end of the day they do really care about each other I have no idea I just want banter and fluff and tension I’m happy with anything x
Absolutely I can, and I’ll make note of the prompts you sent as well! 🤗 💙
way it goes // Farah Dowling/Saul Silva x Daughter!Reader
Requested by anonymous: Hey I would love to see Saul and Farah who have a daughter who is the same age as the Winx with 19) Dont talk to your mother with that mouth. Maybe after getting into danger with the others they get in trouble.
Word Count: 912
Warnings: Just a couple curse words, maybe a little angsty? And slight spoilers if you haven’t seen episodes 5/6.
A/N: I hope you like it, this is my first fic where the reader was the daughter rather than a love interest so I’m a little out of my element. 🤗 Anywho, any grammar mistakes are of course my own. :’)
As the daughter of the headmistress of Alfea and the headmaster of the Specialists, certain expectations were set in place from the moment you were born. Unlike many others, you were taught at a young age how to control your powers but your parents still thought it a good idea to have you attend Alfea.
Currently it's your first year attending the fairy school. Word traveled fast who your parents were; half of the students kept their distance from you and the other half thought if they befriended you that they would get in the good graces of Headmistress Dowling and professor Silva. It was hard to tell who was actually genuine and who wasn't but after a while your gut instinct told you who was good versus bad.
The Winx were a few of the many that quickly tried to become your friend but you knew right away they genuinely liked you and there were no motives behind their likeness towards you. You all managed to get along well and even though you only knew them for a few short days so far, it felt like you knew them longer than that.
Each girl brought something different to your friendship with them. Musa and you gushed over music and you often tried your best in helping her to cope with her empathic abilities. Aisha and you were similar in the fact that you were both perfectionists, so the both of you tried to build each other's confidence up and teach one another to not be so hard on yourselves. Despite you and Stella being completely different when it came to your personalities, both of you had parents to impress so you both had an understanding with one another and would often confide in each other about your struggles. Then there was Terra. She was probably your favorite and seemed to be the biggest sweetheart. Something inside of you felt the need to protect her. Lastly, Bloom. You couldn't quite put your finger on Bloom. She was nice to you but she was very determined to figure out her past which sort of frightened you in some ways as you weren't sure how far she was willing to go. You tried your best to be there for her as well but your worried thoughts never did seem to cease.
Unfortunately your worried thoughts seemed to be right as currently you and the Winx were working up a scheme to free Beatrix, the girl that Bloom felt had all the answers. At first you were against setting the enemy free, especially because if your parents found out, you would be burnt toast. But Stella's opinion on the matter and the fact that you would actually be betraying the enemy in the end was enough to sway you.
Currently the plan was working. Beatrix had been used to get the magic barrier open in Dowling's office and now the lot of you were looking at a second barrier and within it, Rosalind. It took you a few moments before leaving Bloom by herself, your instincts now telling you how wrong this all actually was. While the other Winx left, you stayed.
Theoretically you had more experience with your powers than Bloom so you could always use them to diffuse the situation. But that had been thrown out the window as while you were stuck in your thoughts, Bloom had in fact freed Rosalind.
"Bloom!" You exclaimed, "We shouldn't have done this!" You could feel your powers coming on edge, the anxiety of the situation causing a reaction to your fairy magic but before you could say or do more, blackness engulfed you.
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You quickly sat up from where you were lying, a much bigger bed than your full size bed in the suite. That's when you felt their presence, and it was anything but happy. Standing next to the bed were your parents, Dowling and Silva, and currently they looked furious. "I messed up so bad.." you squeaked.
"Yes, you did," your mother scolded. "You have no idea how much danger you have put this school in. Your peers, the staff, yourself. How in the hell could you be so reckless?"
You flinched at your mothers words. You had never been in trouble, never gave reason to be in trouble but here you were for the first time. You didn't know how to react, except for the fact that you were feeling all sorts of emotions and felt the need to defend yourself. "Me?! How in the hell could you keep secrets like the fact that Rosalind has been alive? Or that you knew much more about Bloom than you let on? At least I was helping her! Unlike - ."
You were cut off, your father speaking up. "Don't talk to your mother with that mouth." His tone was something you had never heard before, but you knew immediately what it was; disappointment. "You have never done anything like this before until you met those girls. Maybe you ought to start choosing better friends." He rambled on before your mother spoke back up. "Because of you and the Winx, the school is under attack. You are going to stay in this room and think about your actions while we're trying to keep every one else safe because of your wise choice."
The door had been slammed behind them before you could say anything more, the guilt eating away from you the rest of the night.
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